The Medea and Some Poems (1935)

Countee Cullen

Any Human to Another

The ills I sorrow at
Not me alone
Like an arrow,
Pierce to the marrow,
Through the fat
And past the bone.

Your grief and mine
Must intertwine
Like sea and river,
Be fused and mingle,
Diverse yet single,
Forever and forever.

Let no man be so proud
And confident,
To think he is allowed
A little tent
Pitched in a meadow
Of sun and shadow
All his little own.

Joy may be shy, unique,
Friendly to a few,
Sorrow may be scorned to speak
To any who
Were false or ture.
Your every grief
Like a blade
Shining and unsheathed

Must strike me down.
Of bitter aloes wreathed,
My sorrow must be laid
On your head like a crown.

Building+the+inner+wall+of+demonstration+coolroom

http://dlab-ucdavis.blogspot.no/

detail of a traditional small village in the Lake Victoria in Uganda (Africa)

 

Heart of oak beams of the frame of Saint-Girons church in Monein, France

Above: Afghan women and child

Above: Moses and the women by Tintoretto

7: 30 this evening as the plane goes on to Cambodia.
A whopping 1 year and 3 months.
Very quickly, resulting in a long thing and my body odor and the marks still quite a bit left, so I'd love for my tongue and ears.

Its 10-year bonds are back to shake at the sound of a hand has been calling me.

Treat yourself to a week or so in an hour, but the depth of the heart the old material seemed to be one-to-one time to turn around.

I've lived another very often had come popping that Doc did not dither.
Today I was a little excited and flirted.
[6] at this place, and have things you'd like to be back soon, but this buildup
Over the past two years, but did not take my body close to the break, Eragon briefly trying to pace the rest of the illusory.

In the old days, they used to come back when it was a stuffy beats and mind.
This time was going to come back as a rewarding way to be happy.

Living trends.
I'll be some filling.

Contacts are with me during your stay there and lives ...
In this space we'll squeeze off the flesh.

In all, serenity ~ ~ 

 

(Translated by Bing)

임종진

오늘 저녁 7시 반 비행기로 캄보디아에 갑니다.
무려 1년 3개월 만에 가네요.
워낙 오랜 인연이 쌓여있고 내 체취와 흔적들이 아직도 적잖이 남아있는 곳, 그래서 조금은 삭혀내고 싶기도 한 곳.

그 10여 년의 인연들이 다시 나를 부르는 소리에 흔들려 잠시 손을 거두고 들어갑니다.

기껏 일주일 남짓한 시간이지만 마음 깊이 예전의 머묾시간들을 돌아보게 될 듯 합니다.

살기도 했었고 또 워낙 자주 들락거렸기에 그닥 떨림이 없었는데....
오늘은 좀 흥분도 되고 설레기도 합니다.
벌여놓은, 그리고 하려는 일들이 쌓여있으니 곧 돌아와야하지만,
지난 2년여 가까이 휴식이라곤 취하지 않았던 내 몸에 짧게나마 휴식을 주려는 걸음으로 들어갑니다.

예전에 돌아오곤 할 때는 답답한 마음도 없잖아 있었는데요.
이번에 다녀오는 길은 기쁜 마음으로 돌아오려고 합니다.

살아가는 기운.
조금더 채워서 오겠습니다.

그곳에 머무는 동안 저와의 인연들 그리고 삶들..
이 공간에 살짜기 얹혀보겠습니다.

모두 평온하십시오~~

"

Let me be...

Let me share with u my story
U do all u can to listen intently
Let me whisper the name
U do the freedom shout
Let me speak words of condemnation
U ensure it's passed word of mouth
Let me take the hit
U say my epilogue

Let me strap this on
U pick up the pieces
Let there be peace
U battle on regardless
Let me be taken away
U do all u can to get me out
Let me be the first to stand on the frontlines
U watch my back

Let me survey the scene
U hold on to my every word closely
Let me seperate the real from the phoney
U see them for what they are - hypocrisy
Let me look the oppressor in the eye
U do what u can to make the resistance multiply
Let me give up my life in sacrifice
U make sure questions are asked when I die

Let me paint it black
U see a man of many acts
Let me draw the curtain
U respect me for that
Let me inject a willingness
U do all u can not to detract
Let me envisage heaven & hell
U count the human cost

Let me appreciate the sun rise
U should also see the signs of God
Let me string words of poetic justice
U adhere to the questions & answers
Let me stand firm on this ground
U dig yourself out of the quick sand
Let me reach for the sky
U break the chained shackles of lies

Let me fight for my life
U protect my right
Let me be the voice of the voiceless
U do all u can to stay focussed
Let me be the artist who paints the picture
U add the missing colour
Let me tangle with danger
U make sure that I will be remembered

Let me be churned out on this journey
U be weary of the fall-out that follows me
Let me be a rebel who dispells all doubt
U be someone who finds a way out
Let me profess my truth
U shield me from these fools
Let me love who I choose
U stop the out cry that's sure to ensue

Let me put my demons to rest
U carry on no matter the cost
Let me march to my land
U count my every step
Let me recall the forgotten child
U ensure the orphan finds a helping hand
Let me be the clinched fist
U be the collective anguish

Let me be the battering ram
U be the force behind its impact
Let me dream a lil' dream
U help realise it's more even if u have to scream
Let me be your mouth piece
U be my protest march
Let me be your instrument of contempt
U be my true friend

Let me be...

" 

Let me be... 

Judy is staring at the Sun
Catherine Wheel

...she once remarked in a poem, "Some Like Poetry",

 that no more than two out of a thousand people care for the art.

Wislawa Szymborska frequently employed literary devices such as ironic precision, paradox, contradiction and understatement, to illuminate philosophical themes and obsessions... She wrote from unusual points of view, such as a cat in the newly empty apartment of its dead owner... When asked why she had published so few poems, she said: "I have a trash can in my home"
http://info-poland.buffalo.edu/web/arts_culture/literature/poetry/szymborska/poems/link.shtml 

A Cat in an Empty Apartment
Wislawa Szymborska translated by Walter Whipple
http://www.mission.net/poland/warsaw/literature/poems/cat.htm 

Die? One does not do that to a cat.
Because what's a cat to do
in an empty apartment?
Climb the walls.
Caress against the furniture.
It seems that nothing has changed here,
but yet things are different.
Nothing appears to have been relocated,
yet everything has been shuffled about.
The lamp no longer burns in the evenings.

Footsteps can be heard on the stairway,
but they're not the ones.
The hand which puts the fish on the platter
is not the same one which used to do it.

Something here does not begin
at its usual time.
Something does not happen quite
as it should
Here someone was and was,
then suddenly disappeared
and now is stubbornly absent.
All the closets were peered into.
The shelves were walked through.
The rug was lifted and examined.
Even the rule about not scattering
papers was violated.

What more is to be done?
Sleep and wait.

Let him return,
at least make a token appearance.
Then he'll learn
that one shouldn't treat a cat like this.
He will be approached
as though unwillingly,
slowly,
on very offended paws.
With no spontaneous leaps or squeals at first.


True Love http://wonderingminstrels.blogspot.no/2001/02/true-love-wislawa-szymborska.html

Diskreta Kretsar.
http://sv.wikipedia.org/wiki/Digitalteknik

En signal i ett digitalt system ligger i något av två spänningsintervall. De i övre intervallet representerar logiskt 1 och signaler i det undre logiskt 0. Intervallen är väl åtskilda med ett mellanliggande förbjudet område där signalen är odefinierad.

  Ett Venn-diagram som visar två mängder. Snittet mellan dem motsvarar den logiska funktionen A OCH B.